I left my home
It's Night
The rain is still falling on me.
I am in search of that man.

I saw the man once more
and I ran to him
He hugged me and told me
he is father

It was a lie
My father had die

As I saw in dreams
It was happening now
He put it in the pocket
something

He took out a knife and
I ran from him
I was hiding behind the woods

But I can't succeed
He killed, killed me
I am here with him
living in the heavens

Depicts - Actually, it's my imagination. If any scene of...